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Saturday, 14 October 2017
Brown hair, red lips and small eyes,
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Brown hair, red lips and small eyes,
Fair teeth, long nose and sweet tongue,
Pink breast with locks all beaus’ demise,
Therefore her beauty praise I have sung.
When she sings, hear all the nightingales,
And gather to learn the art of pretty voice;
And spread it happily flying to the vales,
To teach others your pretty song device
O Lady when I praise you in my verse,
I make my own praise you are my choice.
This echo in my mind, my soul rehears.
That is why I worship you daily thrice.
Nothing but beauty lives in thinking eyes,
I paint you in words the words memorize.
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